ECHOES OF A BROKEN 'US'
Fallen petals, risen rivals,
I had friends but now, I have no friends.
Fallen petals, risen rivals,
I had friends but we are big fat enemies now.
Fallen petals, risen rivals.
'astray' became an end to a booming friendship,
enmity, booming now.
Fallen petals, risen rivals,
our enmity grabs no silence, it is too noisy.
Fallen petals, risen rivals,
Day by day, we shout our issues out and give birth to more issues.
Fallen petals, risen rivals,
we are swimming in chaos!
~Abraham Christabel.
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ECHOES OF A BROKEN 'US'